I think about you in that way
I think about you in that way
I want performance, not excuses
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
You can't and will not escape
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
You had my food, now you have me
Let me guess, you want them
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Special treatment for special privileges
So you never had real pussy before?